seaming, there was little I could do, even in that line; for they both asserted, that it was far easier to do the work themselves, than to prepare it for me; and besides they liked better to see me prosecuting my studies, or amusing myself—it was time enough for me to sit bending over my work like a grave matron, when my favorite little pussy was become a steady old cat. Under such circumstances, although I was not many degrees more useful than the kitten, my idleness was not entirely without excuse.
Through all our troubles, I never but once heard my mother complain of our want of money. As summer was coming on, she observed to Mary and me,
"What a desirable thing it would be for your papa to spend a few weeks at a watering place. I am convinced the sea air, and the change of scene would be of incalculable service to him. But then you see there's no money," she added with a sigh.
We both wished exceedingly that the thing might be done, and lamented greatly that it could not.
"Well, well!" said she, "it's no use complaining. Possibly something might be done
